Lin Gongfu then witnessed his master displaying great power, his sword unleashing streaks of sword light that instantly annihilated all the ghosts.
"Master is mighty!" Lin Gongfu couldn't help but flatter him.
But at that moment, a tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead suddenly leaped out from the darkness, its size being half again as large as the tiger from before!
The tiger demon that Wang Xuan killed earlier was just a newly formed spirit, and its strength was equivalent to a martial artist at the early stage of the Innate Realm.
The tiger demon in front of them had a hundred years of cultivation, and its strength was several times stronger than that of a martial artist at the perfect innate realm, and it was infinitely close to a martial artist who had entered the Dao through martial arts!
"roar!"
The tiger roared deep in the mountains, and all the beasts trembled in fear. At this moment, the tiger with its piercing eyes and white forehead let out a furious roar, stirring up gusts of demonic wind that made Lin Gongfu's legs go weak, rendering him unable to move.
Even if an ordinary innate martial artist were here, they would be affected by the tiger's might, and could only exert six or seven tenths of their strength at most!
"This monster is more interesting!" Wang Xuan was not surprised but delighted. He formed a sword incantation with his hands and stepped into the Seven Stars formation, unleashing a domineering and unparalleled sword strike.
As soon as the sword was drawn, its sharp sword intent distorted the void, sweeping out like a raging torrent.
"Bang!"
The white-browed tiger with piercing eyes slapped at Wang Xuan's sword move, but the sword light was sharp and powerful, and it was powered by the Qingming Sword, a high-grade magic weapon. How could it possibly meet the sword head-on with its claws?
Its tiger claws were instantly severed, and the Azure Nether Sword thrust forward, piercing the tiger demon's brow.
The tiger demon let out a mournful cry, its massive body collapsing to the ground, the divine light in its eyes gradually fading.
After killing another tiger demon, Wang Xuan sheathed his Qingming Sword and instructed Lin Gongfu to dispose of the tiger demon's corpse.
He pretended to be somewhat exhausted, but in reality, he was secretly pondering something.
Chapter 191 A Monster Arrives (First Update)
Just as Wang Xuan killed the tiger demon, he sensed two divine senses secretly watching him.
Both divine senses were extremely powerful, likely comparable to cultivators at the peak of the Transcendent Realm.
That's why Wang Xuan only used his cultivation at the peak of the Innate Realm, relying on the sharpness of the Azure Nether Sword to kill the enemy with a single strike, without revealing any flaws.
"One of those two divine senses should have come from the Purple Dragon King Ginseng in Qibao Mountain, while the other divine sense had a faint Buddhist flavor."
Divine consciousness originates from the soul. After cultivating special techniques, one can influence the soul, and naturally, one's divine consciousness will also be imbued with some unique aura.
Wang Xuan had, after all, reached the late stage of the Celestial Realm, which in the immortal system would be the late stage of the Earth Immortal Realm. He was several realms higher than the two people secretly spying on him, so he could naturally discern some clues.
However, he didn't pursue the matter further, because the other party had only spied on him for a moment before quickly withdrawing their divine sense and not paying much attention to this area.
After Lin Gongfu cleaned the blood off the tiger demon's corpse, Wang Xuan grabbed the corpse, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and strode down the mountain.
Every part of a tiger is valuable, let alone a tiger that has become a spirit. Although Wang Xuan's cultivation level is now high, and tiger blood and meat have no effect on him, didn't he still take on a disciple?
In other words, Wang Xuan is currently hiding his strength and doesn't even want to use his spatial ring; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone through all this trouble.
When Wang Xuan carried the huge tiger carcass down the mountain, the villagers at the foot of the mountain were all shocked and came to watch.
Good heavens, this tiger is five meters long! To grow this big, it must have become a spirit!
After witnessing Wang Xuan's martial prowess, the villagers no longer worried or hesitated about going to work in Qibao Mountain, and more than a dozen men immediately signed up.
Early the next morning, Wang Xuan led the villagers to the site he had chosen and began construction.
The Xuantian Holy Sect has very few members in this world now, so there's not much need to build houses. In addition, Wang Xuan personally cut down trees, making the construction speed extremely fast.
A month later, the place had changed completely. Several pavilions and towers were nestled in the deep mountains and dense forests, along with a few wooden side rooms, giving it the air of a secluded sect.
During this time, there were times when ferocious beasts came to cause trouble, but Wang Xuan didn't need to take action. Xiao Qing would rush over and beat them up with punches and kicks, and those ordinary beasts would die one after another. After that, no beasts dared to come here again.
Lin Gongfu had already returned to his post in the county government and only came over once every ten days or so to listen to Wang Xuan's guidance.
Wang Xuan taught him a rudimentary cultivation technique. This technique was naturally far inferior to the Xuan Tian Divine Technique, but it could still be cultivated to the perfect innate realm, which was much stronger than the martial arts that Lin Gongfu had originally practiced.
The world of Legend of the White Snake also has martial arts, but the martial arts in this world are only divided into the acquired realm and the innate realm. After reaching the perfect innate realm, one will turn to the path of immortality and become an immortal cultivator, no longer a martial artist.
Therefore, the martial arts technique that Wang Xuan taught Lin Gongfu was absolutely the top-tier martial arts in this world, which made Lin Gongfu extremely grateful and his loyalty skyrocketed.
Once the Xuan Tian Holy Sect's headquarters is completed, it will be able to recruit disciples.
Wang Xuan needed to expand the influence of the Xuantian Holy Sect and develop his own lineage, so he did not set high standards for recruiting disciples.
Any teenager with some talent can come to the Xuantian Holy Sect to learn martial arts, and will be considered an unregistered disciple.
If they achieve success in their cultivation after three years, they can be promoted to outer disciple and learn more advanced martial arts techniques. If they fail to make any progress within three years, it can only be said that they are not suited for martial arts and should change careers as soon as possible.
With Wang Xuan's feat of slaying the tiger demon as a precedent, coupled with Lin Gongfu's vigorous promotion, the reputation of the Xuantian Holy Sect quickly spread, attracting a group of teenagers to come up the mountain to become disciples.
Xiaoqing was bored, so she volunteered to take on the important task of training her junior brothers.
If anyone dared to slack off, Xiao Qing would immediately rush over and beat them up, making the junior disciples scream in pain.
第一批上山拜师的都是男弟子，本来他们对小青这个娇俏可人的师姐都心生爱慕，可是被小青揍过几顿之后，他们纷纷打消了这个念头，对小青如避蛇蝎。
Wang Xuan was both amused and exasperated. Xiao Qing's temper was getting increasingly volatile; it seemed that the gentle Lady White Snake still needed to discipline her.
Over the next period of time, things got on track, the newly initiated disciples were practicing martial arts diligently, and everything was developing in a positive direction.
But just six months later, this peaceful period was shattered.
Early that morning, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared outside the gate of the Xuantian Sacred Sect.
A disciple stepped forward to inquire about the other party's purpose, but the Taoist priest's tone was astonishing: "Have your sect leader come out to see me, and tell him that Wang Daoling, a cultivator from Maoshan, has come to pay his respects!"
"What?! Immortal cultivators?!" In the world of the Legend of the White Snake, demons roam freely, immortals and Buddhas exist, and immortal cultivators are real. Legends about immortal cultivators can often be heard in the marketplace.
Upon hearing that the other party was a cultivator, the disciples of the Xuantian Holy Sect dared not be negligent and hurriedly went in to report.
"Wang Daoling, a cultivator from Maoshan?" Upon receiving this news, Wang Xuan immediately sneered.
Wang Daoling can fool ordinary people, but how could he possibly fool Wang Xuan? The other party is not a cultivator at all, but a toad spirit that can transform into human form!
"The Legend of the White Snake hasn't even started yet, and the toad demon Wang Daoling has already come knocking on our door. I want to see what kind of tricks he's up to!" Wang Xuan ordered his disciple to bring Wang Daoling over.
If Wang Xuan were just an ordinary martial artist, while Wang Daoling were a genuine cultivator, then Wang Xuan should naturally go to greet him personally, so as not to be impolite.
So when Wang Daoling saw that Wang Xuan did not come out to greet her, a flash of anger crossed her face, clearly indicating that she held a grudge against Wang Xuan.
Despite his resentment, he still followed behind the disciples of the Xuan Tian Holy Sect.
Wang Xuan glanced at the toad demon and said indifferently, "Daoist, you claim to be a cultivator, but what proof do you have?"
"People are indeed foolish, they all regard the channel as a fraudulent swindler." Wang Daoling shook his head and sighed, "Very well, I will let you see the methods of immortals."
Wang Xuan smiled without saying a word, quietly watching the toad spirit Wang Daoling's performance.
Anyway, he's free now, so he might as well treat it as watching a variety show.
Chapter 192 Flaming Blade (Second Update)
As expected, the toad spirit did not disappoint Wang Xuan. He reached into his pocket and took out a seed the size of a pea, then picked up a teacup and sprinkled some tea on the seed.
Although Wang Xuan didn't particularly like this toad spirit, his disciples were unaware of this, and some had already offered him tea. Now, before they could even drink the tea, it had become a prop for Wang Daoling's performance.
After the tea was poured onto the seeds, Wang Daoling murmured a few incantations, and the seeds instantly changed, taking root and sprouting at an extremely fast speed, growing vigorously.
In just over ten breaths, the seed turned into a three-foot-tall plant with bright red flowers blooming on it.
"Sure enough, only cultivators possess such skills!" The surrounding disciples looked at Wang Daoling with burning eyes, wishing they could immediately switch allegiance to him.
Although Wang Xuan's martial arts skills were impressive, they couldn't compare to the promising future of cultivators! His disciples had only recently joined the Xuan Tian Holy Sect and didn't feel much of a sense of belonging to it.
"Well? Do you believe me now?" Wang Daoling chuckled, flipped his hand, and slapped down, turning the plant into dust.
Wang Xuan was speechless. This toad demon really liked to show off. His trick might fool ordinary people, but it couldn't fool Wang Xuan.
That was clearly an illusion, a transformation created by magic. The final blow that destroyed the plant was also to cover up the crime.
Although Wang Xuan secretly despised it, he didn't show it on his face at all. Instead, he pretended to be shocked and said, "As expected of a cultivator. May I ask what brings you here, Elder?"
Wang Daoling thought he had fooled Wang Xuan, so he said mysteriously, "This matter should not be known to outsiders."
Wang Xuan nodded and dismissed the few Xuan Tian Sheng Zong disciples around him. He wanted to see what this toad demon was up to.
When only the two of them remained, Wang Daoling suddenly grinned maliciously and swiftly pointed his hands towards Wang Xuan's brow. Between his index and middle fingers was a talisman covered in eerie runes.
"This toad demon is indeed up to no good!" Wang Xuan thought coldly, letting the talisman stick to his forehead without dodging or flinching.
The next moment, an eerie power emanated from the talisman, surging towards Wang Xuan's brow and sea of consciousness, attempting to imprint a mark on Wang Xuan's soul.
If successful, Wang Xuan will become Wang Daoling's puppet.
"Hahahaha, the rumors outside say that the sect leader of the Xuantian Holy Sect is incredibly powerful, but in my opinion, he's nothing special!" Wang Daoling thought his scheme had succeeded and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Tell me, where did you get so much silver to offer 50,000 taels of silver to buy such a barren mountain!" Wang Daoling stared at Wang Xuan with burning eyes, his gaze filled with greed.
"So it's money that moves people's hearts." Wang Xuan sighed inwardly. From the moment he took out a large sum of money, he was prepared for trouble to come knocking.
However, the martial prowess he had previously displayed was extraordinary, so the local tyrants and bullies dared not cause him any trouble, and even the magistrate of Qiantang County lived in peace with him.
However, the martial prowess he displayed could frighten ordinary people, but not a monster like Wang Daoling, which is why this happened today.
Wang Daoling is considered an anomaly among demons. Despite being a demon, he lacks the awareness expected of one, and is instead obsessed with amassing wealth from humankind. In the original story, he poisoned well water to make money, then sold the poisoned water as a form of talisman...
Now that he knew the other party's intentions, Wang Xuan was too lazy to play along with the toad spirit. He simply flicked his finger between his eyebrows, and the talisman stuck to his brow flew off.
"How is this possible? How could you break free from my control?!" Wang Daoling was shocked and began to doubt his own existence.
His talisman was a specially crafted puppet talisman, which would be extremely difficult for even a low-level cultivator to get rid of once caught in it, yet it failed on a mortal martial artist!
"What's impossible? Your little tricks can't possibly do anything to me." Wang Xuan sneered, then drew his Qingming Sword and thrust it forward.
His sword strike only used the strength of the perfected innate realm, but the Azure Nether Sword was a high-grade magic weapon, and the power it displayed was enough to kill a martial artist who had entered the mid-stage of the Dao through martial arts.
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, Wang Daoling unleashed a torrent of demonic energy from his body and opened Wang Xuan's Azure Nether Sword with a single palm strike.
"Little brat, I have cultivated for hundreds of years. Do you think your paltry skills can handle me?" Wang Daoling said with a sneer. "If you hand over all your money, and the Xuan Tian Holy Sect will be under my control from now on, I might spare your life!"
"Can't someone at the Innate Perfection Realm defeat him?" Wang Xuan frowned slightly. After their clash, he had discerned the opponent's strength, which was equivalent to the Dao Entry Perfection Realm, a half-step into the Mortal Transformation Realm.
However, as a Celestial Realm expert, Wang Xuan, despite his intention to conceal his strength, still employed a variety of methods.